It was a pretty attractive job posting.

Needed

Mage Musician/Singer. Male

Will work four parties over a weekend.

1m Jewel and "The Lady" Jimmy Richards X704 Les Paul custom guitar.

Photo to be sent to Darla Estehben in Rosegarden to be considered.

"Fuck yes!" Vander snatched the flier down and kissed it.A million Jewel for four parties and a holy grail of a guitar?! He just needed to play the guitar and sing? Done, he loved doing those things anyway, was damn good at both, loved performing being the outgoing person he was, so Vander, spun on his heel from the board and sauntered toward Mira at the bar who looked up and smiled, nibbling at her lip a little.

"Morning Mira, think you could snap a picture of me so I can be considered for this job?" He gave her his best charming grin and the barmaid drew a breath, smiling.

"Of course Vander...You'd be good for it...the requester wanted a guitarist and someone um...with a certain look." She wouldn't tell him the requester had specifically said she wanted someone "Young and hot, eye candy, I mean like will make girls want to throw panties at him." She had said. Vander fit that description and Mira had already...reluctantly, sent Gajeels picture just an hour ago and hadn't heard back.

So she lifted her lacrima camera and snapped a picture of Vander leaning on the bar giving her one of his half smirking looks that even made her melt when he did it. Damn Bickslows brothers, at least Bickslow wore a visor and hid that handsome face of his so a girl could think straight around him. Vander, roguish, charming, handsome as hell and built like he'd been sculpted by a God, just wasn't fair.

She sent the picture including Vanders name and age and that he was an excellent singer and guitarist. She'd heard him do both, knew he was more than proficient. She wouldn't even mind sending Gajeel if Vander went, Vanders voice carried Gajeels pretty well, made up for the fact the Iron Slayer couldn't carry a tune in a bucket to save his life.

Gajeel played guitar, and wrote incredible music, he just couldn't sing. But, when the Iron Slayer had seen the guitar being offered as part of the reward he'd told Mira to send in his picture, let her take one and everything, and Gajeel hated having his picture taken.

Mira sent the picture and information and Vander leaned across the bar, getting a gasp out of the barmaid by pressing a kiss to her temple. "Thanks gorgeous, I'm gonna go backstage and maybe run some chords, you mind?" He asked and Mira, trying not to blush, waved him away.

"You're such a flirt Vander...go on, nobody will mind." She said, nobody would either, vander sang like an angel and played guitar as well as Gajeel did. A few minutes later a guitar started to fill the hall with sweet sexy chords and Vander picked up a song, mages around the hall smiling, some even stopping what they were doing to listen.

Gajeel walked in on this and smirked, walking right past the end of the bar to go backstage himself, certain Vander had probably seen the same flier he had. He meant to get that Guitar damn it.

He knew everyone liked Vanders singing better. Since he'd come to Magnolia for a year off while something was done back in Bosco concerning getting him free of his work for the Steel Council, he'd stirred up alot of mischief, had half the women in the guild making eyes at him and seemed to be fucking his way through the unmarried female population of Magnolia.

Gajeel wanted to hate the guy, everyone fucking liked Vander, and damn it...in spite of his best efforts...so did he.

Anyone who loved guitar and music as much as he himself did...couldn't be all bad, and Vander had even stollen looks at Gajeels music and complimented him on it. Right now he was playing a Black Keys song...Howling for you, and doing a fucking good job with the guitar solo too.

He had a sexy little Les Paul guitar too, had let Gajeel play it and it was a sweet thing, not as sweet as Gajeels custom Fender, but still sweet, sounded smooth. He picked his own guitar up and slid into the chords with vander, earning himself a grin from the other man, he let Vander keep the mic, the music nazis in the guildhall would lose their shit if he started singing so he'd let them have Vanders silky crooning, save his voice for the job.

Mira appeared, she'd been shocked when the requester had called.

"I want them both, I pay them a million each, I can supply another collectors guitar too, "The Lady" will go to the one I feel performs best though. Will they be ok wearing the clothes I supply?" She asked and Mira had assured her both men were professionals and would do what was needed for the job.

"I was walkin' aroun'

Heard footsteps near my door

Then I heard the sound

Sound that made me roar

And it said…." Vander sang

"Shooby doo Bop!" Gajeel grinned

"Ima keep on a knockin on this door

Till you walk up and see what's outside

At first I thought you were a bore

But i aint one of your whores

So i let her in and she screamed at me

She screamed a little more

But once it was over she had nothing left to say

Except I told her to…" Vander sang

"Shooby do Bop!" Gajeel inserted as they worked the music up.

They ripped out a pretty impressive guitar duet and then both sat heavily on the small stools on the stage laughing.

"Fuck man...you make a Fender sing." Vander said. Gajeel nodded toward Vanders guitar

"Yours has a nice voice too." He observed and Vanders hand slid absently over the guitar affectionately. He loved his guitars and this one was his favorite. The sunburst woodwork made it just beautiful.

"Boys...the requester called, she would like to have you both do the shows, she'll pay a million each and provide a second collector's guitar though she said "The Lady" will go to who she picks. She also is providing your clothes for the performances and...wanted to make sure you wouldn't be shy with the party goers?" Mira shrugged, handing Gajeel the flier.

"You're expected in Rosegarden in 4 days so you'll need to jump an airship from Hargeon to make it there in time, she has you booked on one leaving tomorrow morning." She said and the men both grinned, high fiving each other and standing, gathering their guitars and setting them into their cases.

"See ya at the train station." Vander called as he shouldered his guitar case and slipped out between the curtains, applaus greeting him from those in the guild hall who had heard the impromptu performance that faltered when Gajeel followed him, but rapidly resumed at the Dragon Slayers glare.

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The trip to Rosegarden was spent pretty relaxed. Xally had provided the dragonslayers, via Lucy, Lacrima imbued with the anti motion sickness spell used on Boscan military airships and Gajeel had no issues with it anymore, so he got to enjoy the flight, the pool, the women, and being alongside Vander who drew women like bees to honey.

When they got their guitars out it was like the Pied Piper of sex had come aboard, women flocked to them, started touching them, running fingers through their hair, whispering their room numbers to them, the works. Gajeel had never really had trouble getting laid when he wanted to, he was handsome, worked hard to maintain his well muscled body and had "badboy" down to a fucking science.

Vander though was light, funy, wickedly sexy and seemed to make every woman he was around...happy...and horny as hell. The combination of the Iron Dragon Slayer and and a former Sudehpah sexual arts prodigy with a 6'2" lithe muscular body, stunningly handsome face, full lips and red streaked shoulder length black hair backed up by eyes the color of wine and no panties on board remained dry through the trip.

They worked out the songs they wanted to do, agreed they would accept the client's decision about who got "The Lady" and from there just sort of...fucked their way to Rosegarden.

Walking side by side down the skyway Gajeel spotted a tall slightly horsefaced woman in elegant clothes searching the passengers and nodded toward her, she was holding up a sign with the Fairy Tail symbol on it.

"Gotta be ours" Gajeel noted and Vander grinned, heading for the woman.

"Oh!...Oh my...your...your pictures don't really do you justice…" She breathed, eyes travelling with an open leer from top to bottom of both men and Gajeel frowned. Vander, unaffected, just smiled. "I'm Vander, this is Gajeel, you're Mrs. Durencray?" He asked and the woman smiled "Miss...yes I am, I've organized these parties every year and usually we have special talent from the Order of Sudehpah in Bosco and Sect 1 of Joya come in for them but since they were unavailable this year, I figured some willing mages would do just as well…" She said.

Something about her wording...how she was looking at them, had Gajeel narrowing his ruby eyes but he fell in behind the woman as she led them down to a carriage that would carry them to the Resort they would be performing at.

They discussed the music they would be using and their client was happy to accept what they had chosen, which made the pair exchange gloating smirks as the carriage stopped and they climbed out. Gajeel noticed fairly quickly...there were no men, The door attendant, the desk staff, even the person who put their luggage on a cart...all women.

"Uh...is this some special resort?" Gajeel asked and their client grinned. "All of the resorts in Rosegarden are special Mr. Redfox, the Maidentide Resort is of course special, we cater to women of a particular temperament and set of preferences. Your guildmate, Miss Erza Scarlett enjoys visiting here." She said brightly. "Normally, you are correct though, no men are allowed on the resort grounds, you two though are special entertainment for the weekend. I'll show you to your rooms, your wardrobes have been selected, you did agree to wear what was provided for the shows." She reminded them and both Vander and Gajeel glanced at the other, they would have agreed to wear fucking ball gowns to have a shot at taking home "The Lady" and a million jewel a piece.

Their client opened their room doors, they had a suite with a door connecting the two large luxurious rooms. "Dinner will be brought here for you, I apologize but you can not walk about the resort freely until tomorrow." She told them.

They exchanged glances again and nodded, the client bowed to them and left them to get settled. Gajeel was the first to open the door to Vander adjoining suite.

"That seem...fucking weird as shit to you? Because it sure had my skin crawling." Gajeel said as he walked into the suite. Vander was standing by a rack the held a few garment back, he'd unzipped two of the four and Gajeel froze.

"What...the FUCK is that?" He demanded.

Vander lifted the hanger, holding up what was...a thong, leather tassled skirt, shoulder pauldrons, a red cape and a helmet with a red plume. "Um...a gladiator outfit?" He guessed.

Gajeels eyes widened as Vander then pulled out a loincloth, wolf ears and...a bushy tail and...dog collar with a leash?!

"No...not just no but fuck no!" He growled storming to his own room and ripping open the garment bags hanging on the rack by the fireplace. Sure enough, he had the same outfits Vander did, Gladiator...dog…

"Fucking...hell…" He stared at the red and black spandex that he wasn't sure would even fit on his body let alone cover anything, devils horns and a devils tail and then the final one...shiny black spandex leggings that...could be easily removed with snaps…

"No..no way!" He roared.

Vander was there "More for me. I might let you sniff "The Lady" once I have her….come on Gaj, so we have to dress up, play man whores for a bunch of women for the weekend, a million jewel and a dream guitar? You remember Hendricks playing that beauty? How sweet she sounds?" He said and Gajeel deflated...he did...he really did, he loved that guitar.

"Fine…" he growled. Vander grinned "That's the spirit, besides, you were slinging your pierced junk all over the cruise ship, don't think I missed that just because i was busy with those girls from the University."

Gajeel smirked, he'd gotten more than a little drunk the second night by the pool and maybe...some grabby ladies had gotten his swim trunks off...and he hadn't bothered to retrieve them until ships staff demanded he did.

"You draw grabby handed women Van...you know that right?" He pointed out and Vander smirked "Kinda my type...and if they aren't when i meet em...I get em that way as fast as possible." He grinned. Gajeel snorted

"I noticed…" He said.

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The next evening they were collected early….after garment bags arrived with their attire for the first part of the evening. Skin tight black spandex pants, leather boots, tight black leather vests and the dog collars.

Gajeel bared his fangs when he pulled the clothes out, but a quick action of Vander making a strumming motion imitating playing a guitar got the slayer to snarl and retreat to wrestle his way into the damn things.

Vander stood adjusting his collar when Gajeel came out, his wolf whistle drew a fresh snarl from the slayer.

"Oh come on, you look hot, I'd fuck ya." Vander said lightly, and Gajeel growled, not amused. "The fuck are we doing in this shit? We don't sing until 8 it's barely 5." He pointed out, Vander shrugged. She said we would be back up for the main female performer and just needed to "Play along"...I like the bonus she offered, another 200K, shit, I'll play all sorts of along whatever the fuck she wants for 200K." Vander observed and Gajeel rolled his eyes but their cliet arrived. Miss Du as she told them to call her was grinning, eyes now lecherous as they skimmed over the two tall men in their tight outfits.

"Perfect.." She breathed, when she started to reach to touch him Gajeel growled at her but Vander caught her hand and pressed it right against his chest "He's the Dom...I'm whatever the hell you want me to be." He purred at her and Miss Du grinned, hand sliding down his chest and over his thigh to come up on his ass. " " She said slowly and bared her teeth at Gajeel before leading them out. Vander gave Gajeel a smirk as he kept himself between their client and the narrow eyed fuming Dragon Slayer.

A short while later, with a brief explanation and a woman almost as tall as they were with garish Pink and Yellow hair and way too much make up and a black patent leather outfit on came up and snapped leashes on their collars. "You'll dance with me while I sing, the better you play it up, the better the performance, the more points toward "The Lady." She said with a smile "You are now competing for that guitar, whoever performs best through the weekend, gets her." She said.

They were led onto a stage and when the music started Gajeel growled and Vander grinned.

"S&M" by Rihanna. The woman could sing too, and when the curtains went up both men were a little stunned by the throngs of women in the audience in the massive concert hall but with the music going they were both drawn in. Back up dancers swarmed Gajeel but because Vander moved faster he got the singer, who climbed all over him while the crowd screamed for more.

They were the only men, just the two of them and easily 300 or more women, about 10 on stage with them, Gajeel tried to keep the guitar firmly in his mind as hands slid all over him and he watched them get just indecent with Vander who played it up, dancing, rolling his body, letting them strip away the vest, even letting the lead singer slide her hand down the front of his pants while he rolled his body and thrust his hips right into her hand.

The crowd screamed and gajeel wasn't going to be fucking outdone by the Boscan, no fucking way was he giving up that guitar. Pulling one of the dancers in he started dry humping her while another pressed in behind him and the singer came to him, grabbing his leash. She sandwiched herself between them, wrapping her legs around Gajeel, her arms around Vanders neck and Vander grinned, snapping his hips with the music and Gajeel bared his teeth and did the same.

"Fucking perfect!" The singer declared when it was over, she pulled them to the curtain and cameras were brought out. "Give me something I can fucking sell boys." She growled. Vander grinned, playing nicely to the singer as she wrapped herself around him, letting her grip the waistline of the pants and pull down one spot baring one cheek of his ass, back to the camera, her legs around his waist, head turned hard to the side so his profile was clear and he was biting her neck.

Gajeel laid down, let the singer climb on top of him and then just got nasty, arching his body up into her and thrusting his hands up into his thick black mane while the singer beamed and slid her hands over his bare chest.

"Worth every damn penny! Thank you gentlemen, I hope we get you next year!" She declared a few minutes later, bowing to them both and hurrying off with her crew, a stage hand leading them to their dressing room where the damn gladiator outfits waited.

The first performance wasn't too bad, the crowd was young women, in their 20s mixed with some older women, They had already been coordinating how they moved on stage, Gajeel left the singing to Vander, too determined to finish the job to risk critics being bitchy.

When the security let a few select women on stage with them they handled it, though Gajeel was ready to break one womans arm if she touched his guitar again. Taking a que from Vander though he caught her hand and put it on his chest "Touch me...not the guitar sugar." He growled and the girl squealed in delight, happily running her hands over his chest and shoulders as he played, it was easy enough to dance out of her grasp and use the guitar to keep her from getting a good grip, he'd watched Vander doing it, though the Shadowquip decidedly let them touch a fuck ton more than Gajeel would allow.

"Vander leads...he has our patrons all abuzz about his charm," Miss Du observed, giving Gajeel a sidelong look when she left them at their rooms that night.

The following day was much like the other, back up dancers for a female performer, then their own performance, the single leg, way too tight red spandex devil costume Gajeel just hated.

"Can see my damn piercings through this shit…" He observed looking down at himself and Vander snorted.

"They don't leave much to the imagination, the Guitar will cover your pierced junk my friend, just hang on to it." He chuckled.

"Let me get more points…" He added and Gajeel narrowed his eyes on the other mage. Fuck that, he was getting that damn guitar.

Vander had it on though, "Slow hands" the man played through so well even Gajeel thought he was sexy.

The end of the evening came and he was pretty sure Vander was ahead of him, he started wondering what the other guitar was.

"Bonus...we have some ladies who want a private show….do a good job and I assign 20 points to the best...that could put you in the lead Mr. Redfox or give Mr. Pradesh a landslide win." She told them and they came into the smaller more private performance area, it was near midnight, and sitting in stands on the bar at the back of the room was "the Lady" and...a X626 Fender Stratocaster in blood red with studs all around her edges… Only 20 had ever been made, he could fucking SEE the #5 on it too. That had to be the other collector piece, and when he asked Miss Du nodded smiling.

The women came in, most of them older, and music started playing "Just dance with them." Miss Du said, leaving them to join the women and beckoning them. Vander shrugged, he was Boscan, this might have been a normal night at a club in Pelerno to him. Weird tight costume aside.

Gajeel though was glaring, he was in tight spandex held onto his body by snaps he knew would give with a hard pull eyeing women with predatory handsy looks on their faces.

Sighing, eyeing the guitars, he followed Vanders damn lead.

He kept going when he watched the women all but swarm Vander, and sure enough, the shadowquip was soon relieved of the pants and what had started as a very sexy dancing turned into a women straddling the man while two other women pushed him to his back...not that Vander objected, the Shadowquip had suspected it might end up this way, he let himself be held down while the first woman straddled him and sank down impaling herself on him with a groan. Over a million jewel and a gorgeous guitar, he had done more for less.

It was when the poles emerged from the stage with handcuffs on them and the women tried to pull Gajeel to them he finally snarled, snatched his wrist away and ripped a pole out of the stage taking a bit out of it and snarling at the women so they gasped and jumped back in fear.

"Mr. Redfox…" Miss Du started, eyes having trouble staying on the mans face.

"Done! I am DONE! I signed up for a job not thinly veiled prostitution Bitch." He snarled. "I chose who gets in my damn pants." He announced and strode from the stage, snatched up the red studded guitar and bowed.

"Vander, enjoy, I know your Boscan ass doesn't mind this shit but I am OUT!" He called and with that, kicked the doors open to leave the performance area and stormed off, snarling at anyone unlucky enough to cross his path.

Vander smirked, buried under several women, once Gajeel was out of the room they were everywhere, and he honestly wasn't sure he could make them all happy...but he'd damn sure try. Gajeel had his pride but...so did he.

The next day saw the men sitting on the airship heading back to Hargeon, Vander lovingly strumming "The Lady" Gajeel perfectly happily joining him on his blood colored guitar. Neither brought up their final night, neither really felt they had compromised anything that mattered to them.